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  • Haiku

    Haiku

    Now guys I am not about to teach you to suck eggs by which I mean I am not going to give you the definition of a haiku. By now you know that when I use the title for a post it’s always an oblique reference at best. No, today’s little missive is a sort of…

  • Moving

    Moving

    So, I’m off to Japan in just over a week. It’s unreal to think that I’m going to be fulfilling what is a lifetime ambition. It feels like eons ago when I first started researching the possibilities, and at the time it felt so impossible, so unreal that it was just a pipe dream. And…

  • Anthropology 1 : SAHM

    Anthropology 1 : SAHM

    I am a member of a tribe, a group, a pack, a flock.  We move together, twice a day Split shifts, there and back.  And in between we cook and clean And keep our houses neat And then to kill the time to three We might go sweep the street.  Not meet, For coffee, Oh…

  • Conkers

    Conkers

    Well, it’s the end of the summer holidays, my boys are back at school on Monday. We schlepped home up the motorway dragging the detritus of beach living, sandy shoes, smelly towels. My arms are tanned, my feet sandal-striped. My boys are back in the town they have grown up in, the sea gulls far…

  • Wave

    Wave

    Today has been one of those days when you hope/know you have made a memory that will lodge itself into the unconscious memory of your children forever. Abandon on the beach. Body boarding, surf, crashing waves, laughter, light, sand, friends, sandy sandwiches, ice cream, love. Oh, an your mother screeching because she got stung by…